Nil Nisi Te, Domine [pp. 184]

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up her hand to make the sign of the cross, but was unable.
They lifted her hand, and she blessed herself. She motioned to
be laid back; her head rested on the pillow, her lips murmured
the holy names of Jesus and Mary, and all was over!
God bless our Irish mothers! We have, thank God! thousands
and thousands of such angelic women beautifying and blessing
the Peasant Homes of our Land! R. O'K.
NIL NISI TE, DOMINE.
THE hastening flight of summer wings,
The haunting sense of passing things,
The emptiness the future brings
Echo a dull refrain
Within the time-imprisoned soul,
That hears the clanging seasons roll
Their changes round the shifting pole
In monotones of pain.
What trust within the restless years,
Their broken hopes and pulsing fears A desert watered by our tears,
And cockle for the grain!
One Hope shines out from Galilee,
The Life that walked the raging sea,
And blossomed on the bitter tree
That looked o'er Kedron's plain.
One faith amidst the fleeting sense,
One stay unto our impotence,
One steadfast buckler of defence
Against a world's disdain.
One Love to flame our weak desire,
And like Isaias' coal of fire,
Chasten the heart that dare aspire
To that eternal fane.
One Hope, one Faith, one Love, 0 Lord,
To lead us with a triple chord Three rays from thy eternal Word
To make the dark way plain.
COND~ B. PALLEN.
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